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"You are my mate," I tell her, focusing my attention entirely on Bee. I slide a hand under her tunic to the auto-fastener at her waist, loosening it with a touch. "You are my everything. I love you. I don't care where I am or what I do as long as I am with you."

"Animal," Riffin snarls, flinging himself toward the door.

I just grin. Animal? Perhaps to him. But all that matters is what Bee thinks.

"Victor," she breathes, her fingers scratching at my scalp as I tug on her clothing. I haul them down her thighs, exposing her skin and barely aware that Riffin is no longer in the room. My concentration is on Bee. I'm going to claim her in this office with my mouth, and then I'm going to get my barbs removed, and then I'm going to claim her in this office again. And again. And a dozen times over. "You…you shouldn't have done this. He's going to tell everyone."

"Let him." I tug her trou down far enough that the material pools at her knees. Close enough. I push her legs up in the air, exposing her cunt to my gaze fully as I put my hands on the backs of her thighs. "I spoke with Lord va'Rin. Did you know the other Crulden has a mate?" I tease my fingers up and down her damp slit, then gently push a finger into her channel. "And va'Rin approves?"

Bee makes a needy sound, her cunt clenching around my finger. "W-what? I don't understand."

I brace one arm over her thighs, pushing them toward her teats as I work her pretty cunt with my pumping finger. Akris is probably going to hear everything—Riffin, too, if he's loitering—but part of me wants them to hear it. I want them to hear how good I can make her feel. How hard I can make her come. I want to show the universe that she's mine. I want her to reek with my scent. I want every pore of her to be stamped with the fact that she belongs to me. I tongue her clit, sucking on the little bud until she cries out, her thighs trembling. "I'm going to lick this cunt," I tell her. "And you're going to scream my name. And I'm going to come all over those folds of yours and push my seed into your body with my fingers, because I want my scent all over you. Then we're going to have a comm with Lord va'Rin and you tell him how you really feel about me." I circle her clit with my tongue, flicking it lightly and enjoying the way her thighs jerk in response. "Then, if you want to be with me, I'm going to have the barbs removed from my cock, and we're going to live at the pump house, and we're going to be mates in every way possible. Because Lord va'Rin just wants quiet, and he doesn't care if I'm with you or if I'm on the coast, as long as we both agree to it."

She cries out, rocking her hips against my pumping finger with desperate need. "R-really?" she gasps, breathless. "He said that?"

"Mmmhmm." I don't lift my mouth from her clit. I keep sucking on it, working her cunt with my fingers because nothing else matters right now. Not the windows across the room, where someone can probably see my head under the hem of her skirted tunic as she writhes on the desk, her legs in the air. Not the fact that Riffin and Akris are listening in. Not the fact that this entire room is going to be coated in mating scent, and that when we leave here, everyone in town is going to know what we did. All that matters is making Bee come.

Her body shudders and she soaks my face with her release a short time later, crying out my name. I lick her pretty cunt clean, murmuring how good she was, how much I liked that, how much I ache for her. Instead of straightening her clothes, though, my naughty mate just wriggles her bare ass as I straighten. "Are you going to come?"

I groan. "Do…you want that?" I told her all kinds of filthy things when I was pleasuring her, but I mostly just want what she wants. If she's done, I am content. "Or are you too sensitive?"

"Rub the tip against me," she pants, her hands cupping her breasts as she gazes up at me. "Come on my pussy, like you said. If we're going to do this, we're going to do it right. I'm going to wear your scent everywhere for the rest of my life."

Stars, but this female is perfect. I pull my cock free from my trou, gripping the barbed shaft beneath the head so I won't scrape anything against her. I drag the crown over her slick folds, fascinated at how good she feels. How slick and wet and ready. How it would take nothing for me to push into her and claim her.

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